Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

At the edge of the city, far from the noise and commotion, stood a massive city wall supporting a castle-like structure. Here lay Imperial Palace, a place shrouded in mystery. Behind it was an endless forest, while in front was a beautiful, shimmering lake.

Cold…

A young woman curled up as she hugged herself tightly on the finely embroidered carpet made by top Lussian craftsmen. She wore a white dress with puffed sleeves that beautifully fit her body. The dress revealed her legs, which were positioned in a suggestive manner. Her delicate face was accentuated by her subtly arched brows. Along with her rosy lips and white teeth, she radiated an air of purity.

Her shoulders were exposed to the cold, and it caused her to shiver. Snowflakes were visible on her thin eyelashes as they fluttered.

It was definitely colder than negative ten degrees Celsius.

“I’m freezing!”

Had she fallen asleep in a freezer?

In her daze, she heard someone say, “Lower the temperature!”

The voice sounded colder than the room itself.

“Who is it? Why does he keep making it colder when he knows I don’t like the cold?”

Violet finally forced herself to open her eyes. She did not want to freeze to death.

She noticed Atalian Renaissance period paintings hung on the wall. They looked blurry because her eyes were still unfocused. She looked down and saw herself lying on the floor near someone’s legs.

They were straight and long.

revealed a pair of shiny black leather shoes. He then stepped

was the same cold

violently from the cold as she attempted to push that shoe away.

The freezing temperature made her fingers ache with pain.

heat a

letting her go, Lucius stepped on her even harder and

was going

downward. He grabbed Violet’s chin and turned her face

had never seen someone as

not show any indication of feeling

expression was as cold as the surrounding temperature, and his gaze was icy

what was happening. “Sir, you’ve mistaken me for another person. I’m not Agatha.

child? What did you

repeated in confusion. She was not sure what Lucius

child you

she tried to clarify. She was so cold that her voice was

abort the

she could get up, he lifted her up

frightening. He looked like a demon that was poised to strike. Violet struggled to

grasped his hands to try to ease the pain as she tried to explain, “Sir,

know me?”

hissed, and he sounded really nasally while speaking. Violet’s heart sank; she had a bad feeling

he then lifted her up and tossed her onto the bed. “Looks like I have to remind you who I am

leaned over her

was pressed against hers. This scared her. “What

ignored her. He proceeded to climb onto her body with no